A Comet
By Alexander Blok
And you are threatening with the last hour -
The star from the blue eternity dwell!
But our girls - embroider over the atlas
With a silky thread - to a world - Yes!
But the night is awakened by a loud
Voice - steel and equal - of a train!
All the night the light is sent
On your dwells in Berlin, London and Paris,
And yet we are free of amazement,
Your way through the roof's glasses following,
Benzol is felt as a healing agent,
Matchish is carried up to stars glowing!
Our world, having stretched its tail
As a peacock, is full of dreams like you:
Through Simplon, seas, deserts,
Through a whirl of the heaven's roses, night through,
Through the darkness - all the herds
Of the steel dragonflies - aspire to fly to!
Then let you threaten, threaten over the head,
The awful star beauty!
And let you hush then your teasing nag,
The monotonous squeak of screw!
For a hero is not feared with death,
When the dream is raving anew!
September 1910